#171 Dying
My mask is breaking
Is not the same
They are seeing
Through my game.
I'm not smiling
I'm showing my frown
My lies becoming weak
"I'm fine" out I grown.
What am I to do
I don't know how much longer
Until they see everything
Until I can't be 'stronger'
Soon enough I'll fail
And soon enough I'll fall
But I'm dying inside anyway
What's wrong with pushing the ball?
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